Let it go

Our rings still sit on that fireplace like two ghosts that don’t know they’re dead yet.

You were my addiction, the kind that whispers sweet things while it’s breaking every bone in your soul. You said I was your one and only... but we know you are Jezebel.

And when you were out there betraying me, I swear I could feel the weight of it in my chest before I ever found the proof. Still, I made it through.

I don’t need you. But damn it felt like it at the time.

When you’re on the edge, knuckles white, still holding on to things already gone - just let it go. I’ve walked through every mile of us, back and forth, trying to find the place we fell apart. And it burned. God, it burned.

We built a home and set it on fire with your half-kept promises and silence.

You said forever while you were kissing someone else before I’d even unpacked all the boxes.

And you smiled through it, spoke sugar while hiding the blade. Pretty much a liar, but hope made me stay too long.

For a while it was day by day. I went through the motions. Getting colder, getting tired of pretending I’m okay.

Some nights I 'd drink, some nights I'd smoke, some nights I almost forget. But most nights I was just trying not to drown in everything you didn’t say.

Put myself back together, one scar at a time.

So, if you're still on that edge, holding on like there’s anything left to save - just let it go.

I already did.

Walked every damn mile in the night with your voice echoing behind me. It burned. It ached.

But I’m free now. And all you’ve got is a lighter, and the ashes of a man who meant it.

Let it go.